He gave half a pout as he watched the water droplets beginning to massacre his miniature snowflake army, digging deep into his pulse and entity to stoke the rest of the incantations into a rush of a melee. They flickered back to life and rushed at the cascading water – short-lived, he knew, but for half a moment he’d like to think he was just as potent and powerful on his own.
A reminder of patience didn’t carve deeply though; his nose wrinkled too, huffing a great sigh until his sides heaved beneath the layers of warm garb. “I guuuuessss,” drawled; he knew it was real and true and that no one came into such potency all at once, but still, it was a nice dream. On a rush of potential, like maybe the Evergreen had developed all sorts of different mastered magic at his age, he inclined his features upwards, permitting another easygoing grin. “What about mom?”
A reminder of patience didn’t carve deeply though; his nose wrinkled too, huffing a great sigh until his sides heaved beneath the layers of warm garb. “I guuuuessss,” drawled; he knew it was real and true and that no one came into such potency all at once, but still, it was a nice dream. On a rush of potential, like maybe the Evergreen had developed all sorts of different mastered magic at his age, he inclined his features upwards, permitting another easygoing grin. “What about mom?”
erebos
and then we dream so much
